At this moment, the little black dog froze, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, and questions kept swirling in his mind: "Didn't my mother team up with the Right Envoy to harm me?"
But why was he executed in public by the Right Envoy? Weren't they lovers who had been reunited after a long separation? The little black dog was now full of doubts.
Seeing this, Senior Shangguan patted the little black dog's shoulder with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "Dog Emperor, let's go and take a look tonight."
The little black dog came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and nodded heavily.
The three of us arrived near the royal court early.
At this moment, many monsters have gathered everywhere, and the noise and discussions are intertwined into one.
Looking past the layers of figures, you can see a tall altar in the center.
There was a demon tied up on the stage, with disheveled hair covering most of his face. Only his two ears were exposed, drooping limply, looking miserable and helpless.
The originally gorgeous dress on her body was now soaked in blood, and shocking bloodstains crisscrossed across it, as if silently telling of the torture she had suffered before.
At this moment, the little black dog's body tensed up instantly, his eyes fixed on the person on the stage, his eyes turned red, and his breathing became rapid.
He murmured something, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
Every inch of his eyes was filled with worry and suspicion, as he was eager to confirm from the familiar yet unfamiliar figure whether it was the mother he had been thinking about day and night.
I saw the little black dog was very excited and his body was shaking slightly. I quickly reached out and patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry, let's wait and see what's going on.
Find a way to rescue your mother, and confront her face to face to find out what happened."
The little black dog suppressed his sadness and anxiety and nodded heavily at me.
Soon, the night fell like a huge piece of black silk, quietly covering the sky and the earth.
Only the torches on the altar were burning with a crackling sound, making the surroundings as bright as day.
After a burst of noise, a group of monsters with agile bodies and holding various weapons quickly formed two rows, aggressively dispersing the group of onlookers and making way for them.
A middle-aged man strode over. He was wearing a black robe. Although he had a human face, he had a thick tail swinging behind him.
He exuded majesty in his every move, and was followed by a group of equally fully armed monsters.
He slowly stepped onto the altar steps, and each step seemed to step on the tip of people's hearts, making a dull echo.
Then, he raised his hands, palms facing down, and pressed down slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. His resounding voice echoed through the night sky:
"Fellow demons, we have gathered here today to uncover the true culprit who murdered the king and to reveal the truth to the world!"
He swept his gaze majestically across the stage, and wherever he looked, the demons fell silent.
"When the king was alive, he treated us well, yet he was brutally murdered. This blood feud must be avenged."
At this time, the little black dog stood on the stage with his fists clenched, wishing he could kill the right-hand man right away.
The man on the stage paused and continued, "The late king's companion, the notorious Queen Dog, usually pretended to be docile, but in reality, she harbored evil intentions. She colluded with the traitors and killed the current king.
Now that the evidence is irrefutable, she must pay with blood!" He waved his hand, and several demon beasts stepped forward, presenting a sharp blade to his hand.
Seeing this, the little black dog could no longer hold back. He roared angrily and flew towards the altar, "Stop it!"
Senior Shangguan and I hurried to follow, and the audience was instantly in an uproar.
An old demon on the altar suddenly widened his cloudy eyes and shouted in a trembling voice, "Am I seeing right? This is the king!"
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face and he knelt on the ground with a plop. His withered hands trembled constantly on the ground.
The right-hand man looked at the person who came, and his heart sank. He thought to himself: It was so badly injured, but it could still survive.
When the right envoy thought of this, his face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the sharp execution blade in his hand began to tremble slightly.
He feigned composure, his gaze sweeping over the restless demons below the stage, attempting to regain control of the situation. He shouted, "Stop your nonsense! Has the king passed away? Don't be fooled by him!"
The little black dog landed on the ground and stood firm, looking around the whole place majestically, with the anger in his eyes seeming to set the altar on fire.
It roared angrily at the right-hand man, "You treacherous villain, today I will expose your true colors.
"The demons below the stage began to whisper and discuss among themselves. A few brave ones slowly approached the altar, and the situation became increasingly tense.
Seeing this, the right envoy made up his mind and shouted loudly: "Demon guards, capture this monster pretending to be the king!"
His voice, with a hint of cowardice, echoed in the night sky.
After hearing the words of the right-hand man, the monsters looked at each other in bewilderment. Some of them, out of their former awe, took a few steps forward hesitantly.
Some people were doubtful and stood still, resulting in a stalemate.
The little black dog opened his eyes wide with anger and roared with great momentum, "Let's see who dares!"
The sound was like thunder, making the air buzz.
Upon seeing this, veins bulged on the right envoy's forehead. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself that if he didn't take control of the situation quickly, all the hard-earned gains would be lost.
His eyes turned fierce, and he no longer placed his hopes on the demon guards. He personally brandished his long sword, accompanied by a gust of fishy wind, and rushed straight towards the little black dog.
When the little black dog saw this, a cold light flashed in its eyes. It stomped its feet on the ground and used the force to fly into the air. Its right palm instantly gathered strength, bringing up a strong gust of wind, and hit the right-hand man like a black lightning.
The palm wind whistled past, and wherever it went, the flames of the torches swayed violently, as if frightened by the force.
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